Captain Cur Poems

Lonely is the pirate ship
that courts the setting sun.
Lonely is the end of quests
when all that's lost is won.
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Herculean Oceans habitually bear
The weighty presence of their flowing might;
Soft winds coo them with fragrant lover's breath
Evoking ripples in the star drenched night,
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You are a lot like
summer evening's
warm scented breezes
lingering, lazily lounging
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If we live
honestly in the moment
all truths will be forgiven.
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You are a lot
like spring rain
sprightly,
refreshing,
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The sea's charm is soft and fluid
rocking ships within her arms,
I looked upon my vanquished crew's
dried lips and calloused palms;
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I bow down low,
I take your hand,
and I invite you to dance.
I hold you close;
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Not even a master sculptor
Could form lips soft as your velvet bows
Curved slightly upwards they unveil
Bright embers of your facial glow.
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Beware the autumn's turning leaves
as late October begins to cool
and all the truths you once believed
masquerading as a fool.
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Poetry, may you never cease to be
this proud wilful spirit emblematic
of our kind, take us on your journey;
let us gorge ourselves on your words,
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